"Bwahahaha!"
Primo sighed heavily as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Looking at the shut door, he could still hear Moose's evil laughter.
"I know that guy has a loose screw, but did he snap?" he wondered under his breath, shaking his head. "Though, he's quite good."
Gazing down at the meticulously tied bandage around his body, Primo couldn't help but admire Moose. With the world they moved into, it was only natural for them to learn basic first aid methods. But he could tell Moose knew more than that just by the way he took out the bullets from Primo's flesh.
"I guess he's a legit doctor in the past." Slowly, Primo let his body fall to the bed, wincing when he bounced off a little. "Ugh… I thought I was dead…"
Primo trailed off as he heard a sudden bam from the door. Peeking down, he caught Moose strutting in.
